Your world is full of gray desires, desires that give you neither hope nor despair. Joy and sorrow never violate the rules of your perfumed world. When agony strikes at the heart of your desires, you plunge into your holy dip. You do not know evenly whether you attain salvation. But you rest assured as ever. You drink the cup of nectar and you live long, as long as your desires take you home in a holy grail of your world.

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Mother, where are you hiding your baby? Sky stares at him, birds singing lullaby. He will not sleep on your lap. He will discover you, he will run away from you. You cannot deny him his freedom. Let him be dirty with his disguised tricks. He will trick you into his hidden world. Have you ever been to his sunshine world? You will be his plaything. He will play with your love, he will give you the half sky to conquer.

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Where had I seen you? I know your cloudless face, bleary-eyed forehead. Everything says what I imagined you in my remotest dream and desire. It takes a long while to forget the intrepid looking body and soul, Had God fashioned you in his own hand and in his own image. Is God the creator of soul? Where are you hailing from? I asked you. You remained as if a stormy petrel is whispering a soul song in your ear.

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Who has stolen my shadows?
Who has gone to humble my all souls, brethren?
Time wraps days after nights
All spaces sizzling in prairie fire like a nomadic tribe
Sudden silence of violence crying in a whimper of oceanic slumber

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Is education a one-way traffic? The teacher will gorge out something from his memory or from his notebook and the students will listen to him like some dumb dudes? If this is education practiced in one-way-traffic module, what is destined to happen is happening all over the world and most predictably the so-called educated people have been turned into dumb dudes. They have fallen a victim to 'culture of silence'. This 'culture of silence' is the way of life that the powers-that-be have intelligently instilled into the mindset of the common denominators and that is what they want.

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Seeing is believing. Or believing is seeing? Two sides of the same coin. Who knows? Should we believe whatever we know, see, hear? Or, whatever we believe?

We know many things which we do not believe and we do not know many things which we believe. Actually we do know many things which are not true but we do believe them. We see many things which we do not know exactly about their true identity but we know them as if we actually know them and believe them. Is it knowing as such? The same is true with our acts of hearing. We tend to believe in hearsay. What we do believe in hearsay is not knowing, it is just believing.

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Life is all and everything
What is there if there is no sky
Not a drop of rain to walk along the ocean
Life meets life in eternal joy and glory
When soul kisses soul.

Hunger perishes us
Hunger diminishes us in disgraced soliloquy

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I pray to Thee, O God!
O lord of my conscience!
You only can save from the defeat of worldly desires
You only rekindle my blind eyes
My limping feet are wary of virtues of glory
I have consumed the taste of time

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Where is my silence, o my silence?
Darkness surrounding darkness
Gathering storms on my graveyard, o my silence
Where are you born?

You are born into my silence of night
Never to be born again

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Yellow clouds crowd you like a torrential rain

Yet you feel like a stubborn heart

Never letting your God worship you in psychadelic light

A shaffron moon shines on your forehead

As if you you are the half sky expanding in infinity

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